Chapter 3

• "Mmh... Right there baby just go a little lower!"
• I stopped instantly raising my face to look at my boyfriend beneath my lashes. His eyes were closed and he was still moaning.
• Suddenly his brown eyes flew open and our eyes locked.
• No, sparks did not fly, I don't think any other sparks could fly with the way he was staring at me right now.
• "Why did you stop?" Duncan asked pouting rather childishly.
• I chuckled. "That look so does not suit you."
• He frowned sitting up on the bed and throwing his shirt over his head. "That's not what I asked."
• Ugh! Grumpypants, I mused.
• "You said I should go lower," I replied shrugging.
• He blinked like he was trying to understand what I said. "Yes?"
• I rolled my eyes. "I can't go lower 'cause that would entail me to pull your briefs down and see your manhood and do whatever it was you were suggesting."
• He still looked confused. "And?"
• I groaned now, standing up from the bed and walking towards Susie's closet—yes we were in her room sinning, that's what grandma would have said I can't be making out with my boyfriend in my room.
• Have you met my grandma? My subconscious snickered.
• "And it's not okay for me to see your manhood before marriage," I replied with a sigh.
• He looked bewildered. "It's called a dick."
• I gave him a confused look. "What?"
• It was his turn to groan. "Manhood sounds archaic now it's known as a dick."
• I shook my head thoughtfully, "I'll pass on the name offer but seriously is that the only thing you picked out on what I was saying?"
• "I'm not asking for sex, Hailey. I only asked for a BJ we'll be getting married in a few days it's not wrong for us to start practicing now," he said calmly running a hand through his blonde hair.
• He looked calm but I knew better that whenever he runs his hand through his hair he was frustrated. But hold up I heard an unfamiliar acronym.
• What's a BJ? I wanted to ask but kept quiet.
• He came towards me again and captured my mouth in another kiss. I'm a hopeless romantic but I also know this kiss is sloppy, it wasn't turning me on or making sparks fly or all those other fantasizing stuff.
• Let's just try the BJ, my mind was on the verge of giving in.
• I could almost hear grandma's voice as clear as day, "Hailey don't fall into temptation that is coming from the devil."
• I pulled away hurriedly. I noticed the look of hurt on his face. "I'm sorry."
• He sighed pulling me down gently and I ended up on his lap. "I want you, Hailey. Can't you see that?"
• Sometimes I felt bad about doing this to him like we've been together for almost two years and we've done nothing except kiss a little and try to make out—try because I never let him.
• "Hailey I haven't even seen you naked before," he let out a frustrated groan.
• You haven't seen me in my undies you're talking about naked, I swallowed the words, I didn't want to upset him the more.
• "I'm damn tired, Hailey this isn't alright with me," he continued his rants.
• No don't get me wrong I feel bad for him but I can't compromise my beliefs and training. Everything Grandma has been telling me, I just can't throw it all away.
• I didn't look up till he walked out of the room slamming the door shut.
• I pulled out one of my favorite books that I had hidden in Susie's room—her drawer. I began reading, got lost in the words till—
• "What happened, Hailey?"
• —Till Susie walked through the door.
• I rolled my eyes as I closed my book and looked up. "What do you mean?"
• Susie massaged my temples. "Are you scared, Hailey? You can tell me." She had a frown on her face.
• I still had no idea of what she was talking about so I gave her a blank look.
• "Tell me why you haven't had sex with your boyfriend!"
• I bless the lord we aren't in my home, Grandma will have my head.
• "Sex is what happens between two married people," I replied with a shrug.
• She gave me an incredulous look. "Are you serious right now? Who taught you that bullshit!"
• I giggled. "I'd love to see you try calling grandma's teachings bullshit to her face."
• Susie shot me a glare. "That is so not what we're talking about."
• I nodded. "I'm quite aware of that except that this conversation is boring, pointless, and irrelevant."
• Susie gasped—like she gasped not to fake it. "Sex education isn't pointless. I'm teaching you an important aspect as part of being educated sexually and you say it's irrelevant."
• I groaned. "Topic closed. I have been taught about sex education by my grandma."
• Susie threw her hands up in the air. "Exactly. Which makes the teaching archaic because it was taught by your old grandma."
• I cocked my brow at her smirking, "Really?"
• "Alright let me get this straight has he ever asked you for a BJ or an HJ?" Susie asked.
• I frowned. He has mentioned these acronyms before. "Yeah, he's mentioned them before."
• Susie smirked, "Did you do it?"
• I gave her a confused look, "I didn't know what it was and he wouldn't tell me. Just wanted me to strip him naked and I couldn't bring myself to do it."
• "OMG!" Susie covered her mouth with her hands. "You haven't seen your boyfriend's dick?"
• I rolled my eyes at her. "No. Now tell me what's a BJ and HJ?"
• Susie chuckled. "It's called Blow job and hand job."
• I frowned still trying to understand what she meant. "I only know that both things have a job."
• Susie was on the verge of breaking down from laughter. Her friend's innocence was just too much sometimes.
• "Blow job is done with the mouth. You suck his dick and hand jobs are done with the hand. You massage his dick," Susie explained still chortling.
• I made a face. Ew! Why would I suck a place where urine passes out from? Who does that?
• "I am not going to ever do that," I faked throwing up.
• She laughed at me, a small smirk playing on her lips. "How do you know you would like the size of his dick when you've not seen it before?"
• I glared at her. "I don't need to see it to know that it'll be okay for me."
• Susie chuckled with a coy smile. "Honey I'm yet to see the dick size that I love."
• Oh my God, this is the worst convo ever. I need to find a way to distract myself. I settled on looking around the room and its decoration. It was absolutely beautiful—the view from the balcony that is. I abandoned my sex educationist friend—if that's a word— and headed out to the balcony.
• The sun was shining already through the balcony casting a soft glow on the golden color silk cotton that hung on the window. I sighed.
• I could stay here all night watching this and never getting tired.
• "I was talking to you and you walked out on me." I heard her sharp voice behind me.
• I groaned. "I walked out because I was bored of listening to your sinful lectures."
• Susie laughed. "You're calling me a sinner now."
• I shook my head giggling, "I never said that. Everyone is a sinner."
• "Oh I know," she nodded at me with her signature smirk, "You are just a virgin of the body because I know damn well that you have disvirgined your mind."
• Truth be told I sometimes thought of what sex will be like but I guess you can only have the ability to imagine widely when you've seen and experienced some things.
• I on the other hand was not advanced there. Even the books I read don't reveal many details, I've heard people have sex while watching a movie or reading a book. I'm yet to find that kind of book.
• "Are you even listening to me?!" Her high pitched angry voice snapped me out of my thoughts.
• I managed a small smile. "Yes?"
• "Ugh! You're impossible!" And she threw herself face down on the bed.
• I stood silently watching the reflection of the sun and wondered what he had meant by "being tired" and not "alright" by him. The more I replayed our conversation in mind, the more puzzled I became.
• Was he planning on calling off the wedding?